Monday, May 17, 2010

DRAGGING AN OX THROUGH WATER refuses the bait...

In my pretentious little black notebook, the note about the opening act from that show reads "SHIT NIGHTMARE." I have to say in all honesty I don't really like this band. However, that being said, a lot of people in the P-town do. Including some of our very own Crappy Indie Music bloggers whose taste I respect.

So what then? Why spend time writing about something you don't go for? Well, I will give Dragging An Ox Through Water this- he is out there on the stage by himself doing something. He is doing it hard, and he is giving it his all. Sincerity counts a lot in my book. This is not some exercise in fashion and irony... at least as far as I can tell from the man himself.

I tried to get Mr. Dragging (or should it be Mr. Ox? Or Mr. Water?) to do an interview with me. As a point of fact, I said some very nasty and honest things to him, and any of you who have read what I have to say before know that I can get downright rude when I want to address the hypokeimenon. Alas, he has declined the prospect of an 'adversarial' interview, so we won't see something like that for now. We can always hope for the future.

9 comments:

who the hell WOULD take that bait?! that is some pretty unappetizing material with which to trap something. ha. that being said, i would absolutely enjoy reading an interview of the fantastic mr. ox with a less colorful predestination.

What a thoughtful and interesting entry. You don't know his name, you don't like his music and he is uninterested in spending time talking to you. I'm confused a little if this is an entry about the music or more an entry about you? We can hardly wait to hear who else you don't know about that won't talk to you. Next time maybe consider posting your own pic at the top of the post pleez, as this will make more sense for the reader. Thanks.

Thanks for your compliments, Gabriel. I am puzzled, though. You (or your robot parser) have figured out how to complain about the article and write said complaints in a comment, yet showed no evidence having read and understood the previous comments or the finer points of the article itself. For example- even though I say his name in a comment and am obviously making a joke about Portland solo artists with 'band names'(a group I am shamefully a part of), you insist I don't know his name.

So what's the deal? Are you really defending one of your fave bands, or do you just want to see your name up in lights? Would you like a turn as a guest blogger, and give DAOTW a snazzy 6 star review while telling me I am a bad poopoo man? Be my guest.

I have three things:

1. It's spelled 'banh mi', not 'bahn mi.' I'd make a joke about Kraftwerk but someone else would probably jump my shit because they'd think I was making fun of THEIR favorite band.

2. I think it's probably a good idea that you wear some sort of full face mask so your nasty-ass beard hairs don't contaminate the mutant zebrafish samples.

3. Yes. I am going to put my picture at the top of my next article, and it's your fault. And maybe Mays' too. I'm punishing everyone because of your misbehavior. YOU RUINED IT. Can't you see, I WAS BEING NICE!

oh no way, i am resolved of even partial credit by the strategic placement of the word "ha" in my original comment, implying that i read and understood the bifurcated nature of the article. i may have been better served by using a double "ha" to imply more merriment than scorn, but hindsight is 20/20. however, do feel free to post your picture, especially if you are a handsome fellow, because i always enjoy knowing who i am reading. haha(ha)

Ah, "Teflon" Tyler, that is fine, but I will come to you when a 'Citation Is Needed.' And thank you for your clarification, but some further is needed- what do the ending sequence signify? Merriment with a soupcon of scorn? No matter. I felt wonderful after it.

And in reference to your original poster, if you indulge me a moment of evil overlordism, after having read DAOTW's drunken incoherent interview in WW' LocalCut, I believe that deep down you are JUST LIKE ME and NEED to see an interview of just the sort I was proposing.

I'm more distinguished than handsome- which is what they say about men in much the same way that they say some women are handsome instead of beautiful.

(oh- and the caps in this comment don't represent fist pounding as they usually do- more of a red glowing of the eyes, brighter than the virtual coals in my unlit pipe)